It may take time, on this journey slow What lies ahead, I'm not sure I know But the hand that holds this flailing soul He will not let go There may be days, when I cannot breathe There may be scars, that will stay with me But the deepest stains, they will be washed clean And He will not let go When all around my soul gives way He then is all my hope and stay When grief has paralyzed my heart His grip holds even tighter than the dark I've heard it soft, this too shall pa** The joy will come, that the hurt won't last So I will trust that within His grasp I am not alone For He will not let go